Ethan swept his gaze across the chaotic crowd, searching for any sign of Julian and the others. The teleportation had dumped everyone from the different layers of the spirit realm into this place at the same time, which meant his friends had to be somewhere among them. But there were far too many people—far too many kinds of people. Even in the short time he'd been here, he'd seen more strange races than he could name.
Then the ground rumbled.
The deep, guttural roar rolled through the earth, and the volcano beneath them shuddered like a living beast. Far below, the lake of molten rock began to churn, glowing veins shifting and surging as if something massive was about to break free. The sound swelled until it seemed to claw at the inside of his skull. Ethan's instincts screamed at him to run.
'No way… is this thing about to erupt?'
A pillar of fire suddenly tore through the crater, spearing into the clouds.
"Holy—! It's actually erupting!"
